Hearing these two words, Ying Chen's entire body trembled.
An indescribable feeling surged into his heart.
The resonance of his bloodline reached its peak after the little girl cried "Daddy." The several meters between them were filled with surging air currents, as if void was blooming with snow-white flowers.
"What's going on?"
"If she merely fused with my innate imprint, it shouldn't have caused such psychological fluctuations in me!"
"For anyone else, being suddenly called 'Daddy' might cause some shock and psychological fluctuation. But I am a supreme alchemist who has lived for over two thousand years!"
"Even when an army was at my gates, when a great enemy was before me, even when I was suppressed underground by my master, I never experienced such violent psychological fluctuations. Why is it like this when she calls me?"
"No, no, there must be a problem."
"But where is the problem?"
Ying Chen fell into deep thought.
After the little girl called out "Daddy" and received no response from Ying Chen, the hopeful light in her eyes gradually faded, becoming dim and lifeless once more.
The bloodline resonance between Ying Chen and the little girl also receded, leaving only residual ripples.
"Nannan, you... you can talk?"
At this moment, Min Ziqing heard the little girl's cry and ran over excitedly, asking.
Unfortunately, the little girl merely blinked at Min Ziqing.
She mumbled, but could not utter a complete sentence.
"..." Min Ziqing was instantly disappointed.
He had thought Nannan could talk, only to find out it was just a coincidence of shouting a syllable.
In the beginning of human civilization, the first sounds learned were "mama" and "dada." Even though different languages formed across countries, the pronunciation of "mama" and "dada" remained similar.
For example, although the written pronunciation in English is "dad," the common infantile term is "papa."
It's also "papa" in Greek.
Nannan, as a child who couldn't speak, accidentally uttering a syllable similar to "Daddy" was normal and understandable.
It was just... a false hope after all. He had thought the Shennong Sect truly had some powerful skills to cure Nannan's muteness.
Min Ziqing sighed and took Nannan from his arms.
Aunt Tang, however, seemed to sense Min Ziqing's thoughts and said, "I've asked. In fact, on the first day Nannan arrived at the sect, several elders of the sect conducted a thorough examination for her. But all were fruitless; they couldn't find the reason for her muteness."
Min Ziqing remained silent.
This was no different from the examination results at outside hospitals.
Previously, he and his sister, Min Ziqiong, had taken Nannan to several major hospitals in China, but none could find the cause.
"However..."
Aunt Tang suddenly changed the subject.
"Coincidentally, an elder in our sect, who was a medical professor before joining, accidentally discovered a very tiny foreign object in Nannan's brain nerves!"
"This foreign object is difficult to detect with normal instruments and would not show up in pulse readings. It only reacts when spiritual energy is used, revealing a slight trace!"
"And it is precisely its presence that is compressing the neural center responsible for Nannan's language ability, preventing her from speaking."
Min Ziqing's eyes instantly lit up with excitement.
The Shennong Sect wasn't entirely useless; there were still one or two powerful figures!
"Then what are we waiting for? Hurry and remove that thing!" Min Ziqing urged.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Tang shook her head. "It can't be removed, or rather, no one dares to remove it."
"Because this thing can evade instrument detection, and secondly, no one knows if it has revealed its full form. Without knowing its full form, we can't determine how many neural units it has affected. Removing it rashly would only harm Nannan!"
"Our elder's final estimated success rate is only 3%, and this 3% is based on everything going smoothly. If there's even the slightest accident during the procedure, the probability will drop to 1% or even 0%!"
"But how can such a complex and difficult intracranial surgery, arguably the most precise and difficult in the world, proceed without accidents? Therefore..."
Aunt Tang didn't finish her sentence.
But both Min Ziqing and everyone present understood.
It was better to let Nannan live with her condition than to risk her life with such a high chance of death.
At most, she would never be able to speak her whole life.
"Incurable disease, an incurable disease! Alas!"
Aunt Tang sighed regretfully.
Min Ziqing also hugged Nannan tightly, his heart aching.
Just then, a cold voice sounded, "Incurable disease? I don't think so."
Everyone turned their heads in surprise.
They wanted to see who dared to be so arrogant as to question the diagnosis made by an elder of the Shennong Sect.
One must know that the elder who made the diagnosis, while perhaps not as high in cultivation, possessed profound attainments in both modern medicine and Xuanmen medicine!
If he hadn't been hurt by love and chosen to seclude himself in the Xuanmen, he would have long ago become a world-renowned neurosurgeon!
Even Cang Juezi consulted him for difficult and complicated cases.
This demonstrated the depth of his medical knowledge!
To put it bluntly, no one present was qualified to question him!
However, when everyone saw who the doubter was, they all chose to remain silent.
Because the person was none other than Ying Chen!
Ying Chen's eyes flickered, as if he could see through Nannan's head and into her internal structure. He said, "Where there is a cause, there is a solution. There is no absolutely incurable disease in this world; often, it is merely a matter of our level or perspective."
Regarding Ying Chen's words, everyone expressed agreement.
Just like how tuberculosis was once considered a death sentence, with no recourse but to wait for death, but the invention of modern antibiotics directly turned it into a minor illness.
And rabies. In ancient times, the only method was to extract the dog's brain and apply it to the wound. But now, a vaccine can be administered immediately after being bitten to prevent the virus from developing.
These were all changes that came with the advancement of medical standards and vision.
Ying Chen's statement, at least in theory, had no problems.
"Heh, you presumptuous brat, talking big!"
Unexpectedly, a voice came from afar, mocking Ying Chen.
Everyone followed the sound.
They saw an old man with hair like weeds walking towards them.
It was the elder with the highest medical attainments!
He rarely interfered in the sect's mundane affairs, so he had missed the battle of surrounding Ying Chen this time.
He had also inadvertently saved his own life.
Otherwise, with his cultivation, he would likely have been the first to be eliminated.
"Anyone can talk theory, and talk it to the heavens. But what use is it?"
"I can also say that AIDS is not incurable and can be treated sooner or later! But what does 'sooner or later' mean? A hundred years from now, or a thousand years from now?"
"Just talking nicely is useless; you have to do something impressive! If you have the ability, propose a feasible treatment plan and cure her! Not just spout empty words and theoretical arguments here!"
The elder walked up to everyone and stared intently at Ying Chen, speaking aggressively.